There is a singular joy to be experienced when the right person says your name. I get that special shiver of pleasure up my spine, when the love of my life, Ionia, says my name.
When you say my name,
My heart it skips a beat,
It fills my soul with joy,
It makes me feel complete.
When you say my name,
It takes my breath away,
Makes me believe in god,
And like I ought to pray.
When you say my name,
Whether Julian or Jules,
I know for you I’d break,
All the senseless rules.
When you say my name,
In your special way,
I know I want to be,
Right there, with you to stay.
When you say my name,
And I tell you, ‘I love you’,
I look towards that perfect day,
When we both shall say ‘I do’
Nice poem – wish you could be together forever
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Thank you, Pam. Naturally this is my wish also.
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This is beautiful, Julian. I shall always say your name, with a smile upon my face. Especially now that you no longer try to murder us by switching lanes in traffic randomly.
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And I shall always get that shiver of pleasure up my spine when you say it, especially with that tender look in your eyes.
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I shall have to watch myself, often I get on a role of calling you “Englishman.” Rather than by your name.
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Ah, but I also get that shiver when you call me your Englishman. I am, and shall always be your man.
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Mr. Bond, are you flirting with me in a public space? You know, my husband might not like that.
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I am, Miss Moneypenny. I will flirt with you anywhere and everywhere, in private and in public. Your husband will be okay with it, I assure you.
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Great poem. Feels good when someone you love calls you by name. Sure, dear, darling etc is nice , but that name thing is special. Way to capture the feeling.
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Thanks, John. It is a good feeling, although I like ‘Englishman’ too 🙂
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Or even, hey you boy! If is coming from Ionia
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True, though she doesn’t usually refer to me as a boy 😉
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Well that’s good.
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